A Bloody Feast

 

I’m the fear of the child, who whimpers in the night,

 

 

 

Don’t let my blood stained face give you such a fright,

 I promise it won’t hurt one little bit

 Just a small taste of your neck and just a tiny nip 

 

 

The taste of your fear mingled with your blood

 Sweet on my lips as you lie limp in my arms

 

 

                                Down 

                                    Down    

                                           Down

 

The spiraling tunnel into death

 

 

Don’t worry I have taken many to the River Styx

Across  

                       Desolate
                        Alone

 

I have killed many

 

Oh please don’t cry I really am not guilt prone

Now I lay thee down to death

Sleeping                    

        Dreaming

  Deeply breathing

You’re in your own eternal hell my friend

I still have no control and continue to take your life even at the end

       Blood

 Dripping

     Pooling

 

 

 At your neck I lay my lips sucking your essence its all fair

Survival of the fittest my dear

I am the wrench in Murphy’s Law

I am the one who will survive the fall

 

    Civilization

            Dying

                        Cattle

                Sheep

Food for my hunger and my brood

 

 

Bah Bah my delectable side dish

The pound of your heart

The smell and taste of you fear in the air

 

                    More

                    More

                    More

I will always need more to feed my blood lust

Learn the lesson of the predator that we don’t want your trust

 

The thrill of the hunt excites me come let’s play 

I see the sun start to rise you get to live another day

                Sleep

                        Well

                Sweet

                            Sheep

Tonight I will find you and I will have my feast.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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[Marie]

Gotta love vampires!